Fly the Flag of Fire!

The darkness at night when you are not allowed to sleep is only a stir to agitation. If he abhorred the lights that made him strong to work, he witnessed one of the featherworms flocking there burning to death in excess of momentum. Tremble in fear.

Count Katiya Kalisalmi goes down the corridor of the royal castle. In front of me, Count Leo Salmanto is in a hurry with a samurai flat back.

"Though we should break it off with this stuff, that's totally pissing me off!

That was just the real deal. Uncle Salmant seems outraged. The blade is the obvious anger of what you don't possess and it's hard to get close. Katya can't stop following.

"It's a story you can tell by the fact that the guy is painted on fat, and I knew that the skin on the surface was thick enough to overlap... but it's too degrees where I made it. If I had burned every carriage, it would have been delightful."

Katya can't agree. The carriage was one of the finest owned by the Kalisalmi family. If you want to harm the person who was on board, you should let him get off first, and I want him to take you back to your territory, and then execute it. Forgive me for any further evil.

I can't even express my opposition yet, so I won't say anything later. How many lights have you passed? The shadow of Uncle Salmant changes length or spins, illuminated by those lights that repeat to stay away when approaching. Katya steps on it. Or don't tread. Footsteps are repeated in a monotonous manner.

"Hmm... I know it's a lot for you to think about, but when you get into the venue, be careful what you say and do. Silence also sometimes creates suspicion"

"... our family has pledged absolute loyalty to Her Majesty the Queen. Guess etc."

"Overlapping. Our troops are deployed in Kalisalmi territory. The late"

Perhaps if the statement had been intimidating, he would not have been afraid. High is known, such as the authority of those who bark loudly. This reaction will also change your attitude. There is room for negotiation.

But the voice was ridden with honesty. That means speechless. Katya is the one who will be attacked in the carriage in case he is seen as rebellious. There are all Salmant troops stationed at the main points of Kalisalmi territory, including the territorial capital Castle.

The cold is rooting in your body, always punctuating and physically and mentally annoying anywhere. Katya bit her lower lip. You have to bear it. I'm only obedient to even survive the house. Because there's no one I can count on.

"... may I ask what Uncle Salmant thinks before he comes?

"I expect a lot from you about your loyalty"

"That's...... thank you. But I asked about the carriage guests."

"... as I said earlier in my mood"

Without slowing down his steps, the fierce Count says.

"But the truth is, it's better than leaving it to the right person. Let's get stuck on my feet like I'm good. Besides, I'm sorry for being so personal."

"… so much opponent"

"Joaquim Beck... the most vigilant man in the Eastern Church"

Spit, swallow, and walk faster in your mouth dry from tension. And if it came to a painting heavily guarded by the Kingsguard, the door of the room was wide open, and even in the middle of the night, there were signs of you inside.

During the Moon Hua...... It is a reception conference room with the best format in the Kingdom.

There is a thickness of luxury that even when it is flashy, it strengthens prestige and quiet by holding people back from the high ceilings. The same is true of the softness of the cloth on the feet. It's not meant to be lenient. Depending on your weight or the weight of your responsibility, you will be asked to consider it in a definite way.

Katya tinkled her throat. This is precisely the heart of the royal government and the highest place of power.

The rash gathered can also be said to be abrasive. Though only the people who were in the king's capital were assembled with an emergency report.

As Marquis, Klaus Uliharsilla, Johannes Ronkainen and Adolphe Maryaranta sit. No one's expression can read anything seriously. As Count, Uncle Kalisalumi Katiya and Leo Salmanto have only just arrived, but this is still the form of a gathering of five of Uncle Sihou.

And the other one...... I have him.

Dragon General Marco Hahato. He is the man who knocked out unimaginable results in the siege of the Kalisalmi territory. Just one day and one night...... that's all, he smashed the living world of the Kalisalmi family to pieces by no skin.

Young, but incompetent young. He looks more deposited than anyone else on this scene.

Scary. I understand in my head that I am a man to hate, but more than anything else, horror prevails.

Marco Hahato shows how different Katya is from any human being she knows. While neither action nor thought can predict, there is a sense of chilli burning in the corner of my head. That is a warning of danger. Always reason comes later. Now I just get a sense of vigilance.

I don't want to get involved with this person...... that is Katya's untrue authenticity.

"Both names seem to have had a lot of hard work this time"

If Marquis Uliharsilla says so without even hiding his bitterness.

"Whatever words I have to say, I won't say anything when I get into this room."

Uncle Salmant answers that by revealing his displeasure. My surroundings laughed bitterly at this. Instead of speaking stupidity or ill words, it is an expression of intent not to make superficial statements in accordance with the format.

If you think of the earlier advice, it also means piercing silence at the talks that are about to begin. But I totally agreed with Katya when I thought about how I got to this place tonight, so I gave my consent by nodding, even though I wondered if it was an act that had gone too far.

This afternoon, Joaquim Beck, bishop of the Central Diocese of the Eastern Church, suddenly appeared in the southern realm of Kalisalmi territory.

Nothing like prior contact. On the contrary, there are no attendants. I am one. I gently crossed that line of military tension with my obese body, and even called upon the wary Salmant soldiers to come to a place where it would only be enemy land.

It was an annoying story for Katya.

All the military forces in Kalisalmi territory are partitioned by the Salmant army, but it is a sort of military junta that works Katya when a powerful order comes down in the form of a proposal. In this case, various proposals were actually made, and various runs were made.

Best hospitality and fastest travel...... in words there is no reason, but all the differences to achieve them were Katya's job. Besides, I needed to carry things in secret. because the bishop declared his own actions informal.

The role of the Salmant Army was to provide security on the road using soldiers and early horses to the Quartet, and the actual face-to-face questioning and entertainment was also provided by Uncle Salmant. The former, anyway, forced anxiety and tension just to look aside about the latter. In Katya's eyes it was the sight of a Phantom repeating his provocation in front of a beast.

It is not a pleasure. Ever since he received the countenance, Katya was even willing to age at many times the conventional rate.

"I can spare you the hard work of the lords, but the bishops have also made quite a rare designation, haven't they?

It was Maryaranta Marquis who raised his voice in the wrong place. Katya wanted to know what was in the cup that Weird Old Man had in his hand. It's supposed to be water... or a beware liquor. Maybe that's possible, too.

Because we are giving Marco Hahato an inexorable glance.

"Whatever you're here to talk about... how can you have military personnel present? I don't understand."

When it comes to the supreme authority after the king in this country, it is the Four Horses' Conference, followed by a meeting of ten with six uncles. There are no seats available at the top of the kingdom for military personnel to speak. That is for everyone to know if they are involved in politics. And this occasion, attended by the two counts of the Three Marquis, can be said to be equivalent to a meeting of the Ten.

But there is an exception to everything. No one who gathers here can know. That Marco Hahato is now the most influential figure in this country.

The Maryaranta Marquis must have been aware of it again. Why, now, do imitations that spookily remind us of the meaning of the alias weird old? Will it seek disturbing waves?

It's in a soft chair, and Katya can't touch her elbow or back.

"You can't be absent if you're nominated under the bishop."

This man, who answers plainly, should certainly have been nineteen this year. And even the Kalisalmi family should be incredibly uplifted. The Marquis of a tradition approaching the age of eighty. His attitude... is sane or insane... is in any case a sight beyond Katya's understanding.

"I guess if you stay here, someone will explain everything to you sooner or later... but it changes a lot of what I can talk about without you."

"You're right. Naturally, there are only a few things that can be put into words other than not the Four Horses Conference. I don't know what you want to say to the bishop."

"... If I welcome you at a meeting of ten, wouldn't that be enough? Even if it's a private visit, as a kingdom, it's a visit from the Bishop of the Oriental Church who has fulfilled his petition? Is it a little too much of a word to say that it's ruined a lot to have you around?

"I'm sure the bishop has something he'd like to hear directly in my ear. Even if you go to the Single Royal Castle."

No one tries to utter a word except the two of us. Bishop Beck, who is supposed to appear soon, is not coming either. Katya spit, perceiving something sword-soaked early in the conversation she could hear. Keep your posture correct on the chair and solidify.

"But there's also the format of this room. Your seat is meant for the sixth Earl. Unfortunately, there's no one to sit on."

"If you are worried about absenteeism by questioning the format, why not call Her Excellency Countess Tervahal as well? Are you still staying in the Wang capital without leaving for your own territory?

"... you, think of the time. You shouldn't have woken her up nine years old."

"Really?

"Don't you see?

"By the time I was nine, it was only natural to have a morning at the end of my night job."

"Ha, that's a diligent and pretty good story. But if I tell you what, it's a village life, isn't it? Surrounded by my parents, if I can't, I can be comforted... a small, gentle world. It's not like here."

"hehe...... sure, it was a lot different here"

"You want me to take care of her when she flirts with her honorable duties. Otherwise it's not what I had dreams and hopes for. It's like a cruel story. Ha..."

"Tonight His Excellency the Marquis Maryaranta says all interesting things. Ugh......"

If you saw your mind in vain, is that a bickering with old and young? Katya listens to the exchange between the two, hoping to get out of this room as soon as she can if she is forgiven. I can hear you.

"For one thing, let me tell you how I really feel. This is the easier place to be if you just want your own happiness. What is this king capital and royal castle, where man is the tower for the dominion of man?"

Look... fear is here. Without even allowing your ears to be blocked.

"There was an excitement in the village to be swallowed by demons. There was a virtue to be invaded by temper. I had the patience to build up the power without, and the courage to sharpen and move forward with that power. None of them are here. When you're here, sometimes, you even look like the ideal home this world has prepared for humans. It even makes me feel like I can live eternal prosperity as peace. Even though the heavens and the earth are already the dominion of men..."

Chuckle. Remember the war.

"Is that why? Until a while ago, dreaming of gaga was held up as the latest fashion. It's a perfectly pleasant story. Those who only ask what they want to hear only try to see what they want to see. If that's how you lived this world, I guess that's a very happy way to live. No livestock is prepared to be eaten and fed. Well... so if it sounds too loud, sometimes you want to burn down every stables"

I felt the blade run cold on my spine. Tinnitus seemed to rub over the sound for it. I don't even want to hear it. Katya set her hand on her lap at the center of her vision and decided that she would never move it. It's at least an act. I'm sure you're not allowed to close your eyes.

"There are still too many people who are making a clear sense of hope, here. It stinks terribly, except those who discipline themselves harshly and burn their breasts with the pneumonia of courage. It's like discussing heroes in a liquor store and breathing man revulsion. It's like the slurp of a woman who waits and falls in love with her ideal lover in her sleep. I don't have enough room in this world to spoil people like that..."

I wonder why I have to stay here...... Katya is making her teeth squeal without even being able to cry. The words I heard were generating one certainty. It's something I don't even want to think about.

The Kalisalmi family is a surviving livestock. You are a shivering livestock who has been taught that you were destined to be eaten as the south burned down wide and unconscionably. It was Marco Hahato who set the fire. He's the one who saved it. And now, I'm telling you in words the misery I was thinly guessing.

Should I curse that man? I can't. I'm not kidding. Katya was just flattered. There's nothing else I can do than spend patience overlapping this storm that I might stop at any moment.

"You... what the hell do you know? And what are you doing? On top of that...... what are you going to be talking about?

Even in this terrible space, Maryaranta Marquis can speak. Katya was tempted to have a great deal of respect for a person called Weird Old Man. The old voice was shaking. But it was still in words.

"Nothing special. Everyone is the same thing. We know one of the many flaws in the world and work to improve it. And I'm just demanding the same thing from the surroundings. If you have a job to do, don't work. Whatever the size of the" flaws ”handled, it has nothing to do with the enthusiasm of those who work, neither you nor the young. Do you feel ashamed of laziness or not? Generally speaking, it must be a matter of character."

Katya has seen it. I had the illusion that it was spoken in my ear, so I accidentally turned my face toward Marco Hahato.

I'm smiling.

He looks terribly happy right now with his incompetence, uncertain as to why it should be weighed. Slightly thinner blue-purple eyes under dark hair, slightly reddish cheeks, soft curves on the mouth... who are you looking at? Not Maryaranta Marquis. Not even Katya. That smile is directed at the door that leads to the hallway.

Its heavy doors, which Katya should have entered and closed, were now slightly about the width of her shoes.

That opens up even further. I opened more for each person to pass through... I could peek at a monk's coat that was much thicker than each person's width. Somehow it was the man who occupied Katya's carriage with our face who showed up on the hilarious journey of walking sideways and so on.

An obese priest is smiling.

How the hell long have you been standing there listening to me? Joaquim Beck, bishop of the Central Parish of the Eastern Church, looks terribly happy with this one. The flesh drips from his chin and his neck is uncertain. He smiles strangely and blissfully.

"I'll tell you a very interesting story. You and your sons, who are responsible for the traditions and formats of the kingdom of Asaria, and no one knows where they come from... O devil."

The air strained in the moment. The noise was also continuous. Multiple breathtaking sounds. Multiple sounds of moving oneself into a seat.

Now... what did you say?

Katya spun silently in her rapidly dry mouth. The tongue shrunk and it was difficult to move. Breathe with pain. Blink both eyes consciously. So my body finally shivered.

The devil, I said.

That's what those in the Eastern Church priesthood said. Between this Lunar Hua...... I said so clearly before half of Uncle Sihou. I said demon. That's what I said to Marco Hahato. I said demon.

Katiah cursed her own age. Twenty-five is not acceptable. If I could be forgiven for being nine years old, I wanted to welcome this time at that age. Turns out the blood draws me away. I also lost room to make expressions.

Begin.

Something I don't want to see or hear starts now.

It is no longer certain that tonight will be unforgettable. Be a source of nightmares. So Katya closed her eyes. And I won't open my lid for long. I devoured solitude in the darkness for one.

Using dryness and dizziness as an excuse... Katya wanted to rest her heart even between the bundles.